This is a song about "Left"

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

That was good shit, is there any left

She knows you masturbate left handed

Super magic, abracadabra kid

Friend after friend left me

I came up hungry

With the rest who are left

Never ever pay rent

Get a glass and put chris on, yea

Got nothing left to say

Promises that had us left assured

Call me a product of my own damn hood

I'm still confused about why you left

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

His ego left bloated

Your best sentence was doing your bid